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Ruby's workshop, despite what might be expected, is neat and orderly, kept meticulously tidy with every tool, component, and piece of stock put in its exact place. It smells of machine oil and gunpowder and faintly of cinnamon.
It smells like home to Yang.
Her arm is on Ruby's worktable, carefully and lovingly disassembled for some deep maintenance. She doesn't actually need anything more than a quick checkup, but they both agreed to do some deep work anyways.
They cherish the time they spend together, and Yang especially adores the time she gets to spend together while Ruby is engrossed in something she loves. Her heart beats faster and a blush builds in her cheeks as she stares at Ruby gushing over the intricate mechanisms of her arm, as enthusiastic as the first time she saw it what feels like a thousand times ago.
She looks at Ruby as she works on the inner mechanisms, her heart bursting with love as she sees the smile on her sister's face. Her fingers trace over the main cover plate, intricately painted and engraved by Ruby to depict a long yellow and red dragon snaking along her arm, it's scales shaped like rose petals.
Ruby takes a small, worn out actuator out of the arm's internals with her tweezers, gently setting it on a cloth. She fluidly scoots her rolling stool to where she keeps her components, finding a replacement with hardly a thought.
"You know, I think that was the last component left from your original model." Ruby says, somewhat offhandedly.
"Yeah..." Yang says, somewhat awkwardly. She swallows, her throat dry.
Her original prosthetic...
That part of her life is... hard to think about. Everything was so messy, so chaotic - the world and her thoughts and her emotions. She felt unmoored, a ship lost at sea, unable to figure out where to even start being a person again. Wrestling with feelings of inadequacy, and uselessness, and abandonment. She was also starting to fully reckon with certain feelings she was... certain would go unreciprocated.
Her sister's soft lips pressing against hers reminds her that they thankfully were. She smiles as she gently, oh so achingly gently, kisses her sister back. She's the luckiest woman alive to have Ruby's love.
"You looked like something was eating you up inside." Ruby smiles cutely in a way that is only slightly undercut by the wiggling of her eyebrows. "And lucky for you, Doctor Rose knows the best cure for that is kisses from your little sister."
Yang laughs. "Doctor Rose?"
"It's not like I'd be a Nurse! Are you doubting my smarts? From my own sister, I can't believe it." Ruby crosses her arms and turns her nose up in a pout in a way Yang's certain she learned from Weiss.
"Nah, you're amazing Doctor Rubes. Crazy smart." She has a grin on her face, gentle and earnest in a way that almost stings. She wants Ruby to know how much she loves her.
"Of course I'm smart, I started dating you. Best decision of my life. Now, tell Doctor Rose what got you down."
"Just... thinking about the time when I first got my arm. It wasn't all that good a time."
"Well, it's not that time anymore. And the time you're in is much better, isn't it?" Ruby says matter-of-factly.
Yang eyes the matching wedding bands around on their hands. Ruby forged them herself. Old pieces of Crescent Rose and Ember Celica, forge welded together.
"Yeah, Rosebud. Things are loads better." She hooks her arm around Ruby's shoulder and pulls her close, her lips finding her sister's again, the kiss deeper this time, more fierce and intense but not a microlitre less loving.
She feels her Ruby's fingers groping her ass fervently and gasps into her mouth. Ruby smirks against her lips and plunges her tongue into Yang's warm mouth, and down into her throat. Her sister's tongue is very long, and she can feel her brain short circuiting in sync with her throat contracting around her little sister's tongue.
Yang can do little but softly tremble in Ruby's grip; her hands greedily groping her soft ass and tits, her tongue viciously plundering her mouth and throat with the same amount of determination, focus, and glee she exhibits on the field. Ruby pulls Yang as close as she can, feeling every millimeter of skin as she can, and one of her hands snakes between her sister's legs to roughly palm at her crotch.
Yang convulses harder, her eyes rolling back slightly as Ruby's assault combined with her restricted oxygen creating a pleasurable haze in her head. The arm she has slung around Ruby's shoulders tightens, trembling.
Ruby pulls back, panting. A heavy blush coats her cheeks, and a victorious grin adorns her lips that she licks slowly, making sure Yang can see her canines. Yang slumps over in her sister's embrace, burying her head against her shoulder, panting as Ruby's hand starts to play with her clothed pussy a bit more intently.
Ruby giggles. "You look so cute like this, Yang. All taken apart and stripped bare for me. Still too many worryful thoughts in that pretty head of yours, though. Do you want me to take care of that, Yang? Do you want your little sis to finish her work rendering you thoughtless?"
Yang whines incoherently, weakly grinding her hips against the hand pressing against her hot, aching cunt that's suddenly suddenly unbearably empty of her sister's fingers. "P-please Rubes. Please" She all but begs with gasping words dragged from her lungs.
"You always unravel so easy for me, Yang." Ruby softly presses a kiss to her neck, her free hand gently carding through her sister's beautiful hair. "It's so cute."
Her hand quickly finds the top of Yang's pants, deftly unbuttoning them and sliding them slightly down her hips with expert finesse. Turns out being a Huntress really helps with your hand dexterity. Being able to play with someone as cute as her beloved sister whenever she wants helps too, of course. That was a very, very attractive incentive. Emphasis on attractive.
Ruby slips a slim finger into her older sister's wet pussy and is rewarded with a delicious moan being drawn out of Yang, clear and pretty as it hangs in the air. She slips two more fingers inside, slowly teasing them in and out of Yang, gratified with another moan for every movement of her hand.
Ruby starts sucking at where Yang's shoulder meets her neck, biting softly while moving her fingers faster. More rattled, gasping breaths are drawn from Yang as her body tries to alternate being limp and tense against her sister's touch. Tears start gathering at the corner of her eyes as the sensations overwhelms her. Gods she's needed this. She's always needed this.
"L-love you R-hyuuubes..." She croaks out wetly, her voice spiking with a sudden intake of breath when she says Ruby's name as the fingers start moving even faster inside of her.
In response, Ruby bites down harder, enough to break Yang's skin. She growls possessively into her big sister's shoulder and licks up the blood welling up from her teeth. She moves her fingers in and out of Yang's pussy even faster, her movements becoming less rough and more controlled as she focuses her efforts on giving special attention to the spot in her drooling cunt that makes Yang thrash in her grip and sob wordlessly.
Her mouth loosens and Ruby licks a long stripe from her shoulder up her neck, savoring the taste of Yang's blood on her teeth. Ruby's free hand grabs Yang by the shoulder and pushes her body away from where she's weakly trying to cling to her, gleefully drinking in Yang's face as her other hand works to thoroughly undo her.
Yang looks at the soft, blurry visage of her sister through her tear-soaked eyes as she's fighting on a razors cliff not to fall headfirst into a chasm of pleasure at her hands, and she has never seen a more divine image than in that moment.
"Come apart for me, Yang." Ruby hisses, demanding and possessive and sharp and gentle and loving and caring all at once. "Be my perfect little slut all for me. Cum."
Yang is pulled into a searing, possessive kiss as Ruby growls that last order at her, and her eyes roll up into her head as she falls, convulsing, off the cliff and into the chasm of white hot pleasure Ruby had so lovingly lead her up the mountain path to.
Ruby gently caresses Yang's cheek as she kisses her, fingering her wonderful sister through her well deserved orgasm. She breaks the kiss, both of them panting and gasping, and Yang collapses against the worktable. Ruby brings her hand up to her mouth to suck at Yang's juices, savoring her taste on her fingers.
"You're such a good slut for me." She whispers lovingly as she gently tucks a curl of Yang's hair behind her ear. She presses a light, gentle kiss to her sister's unresponsive lips, and picks her up bridal style to carry her to their bed. The thought of snuggling with her insensate sister in their luxuriously soft and fluffy bed together puts a smile on her face and a spring in her step.
She briefly glances back to see Yang's prosthetic arm, still disassembled on her worktable, and the wet spot on the smooth floor and the stool Yang was sitting on. She shrugs, and uses the movement to rest Yang's head on her shoulder.
They can clean up later. For now, cuddles are much more important.
"I love you so much, Yang."